CHAPTER TWELVE: THE PROPOSITION… COULD I TRUST HIM?KennedieMy head was aching me badly.What had happened? I had no single idea, it was just like one second I was angry and leaving Desmond’s house, and the other second I was looking at my hotel, it was…. What the heck?Everything came back to me all at once and it made me light headed for a second. I forced myself to sit up. Tears clouded my vision again, and my throat ached, my hotel, it was destroyed.“Fuck my life, seriously how am I so unfortunate” I said hitting my head over and over again.“Damn little menace you just woke up and now you want to send yourself into a concussion immediately?”I looked up and my breath caught in my throat.I remembered last night so clearly, the way he held me…. His scent, so intoxicating, so comforting and it was baffling how him of all people on this earth and could make me feel so, safe.Desmond snapped his hands in front of my eyes “Kennedie…. I was only joking about the concussion, I did no
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